Unicorn

Last night he kept me up, he refused to sleep.
He kept on demanding treats and to be let out for hours, meow after meow.
But if anything happened to him, I would be stricken with grief and do nothing but weep.
At night he always asks for things I disallow.

He can be gross and a bit of a brute.
He’s gotten into so many fights that he’s lost most of his teeth.
But his fluffy orange fur still makes him cute.
Just like me with my allergies, he sometimes struggles to breathe.

I’ve had him since I was almost eleven.
When I do my homework, he drools in my lap.
He’s been alongside me everyday, he’s seven.
He goes insane when I have a snack to unwrap.

A cat like him is one in a million, he has comforted me and made sure I was never alone.
I’m glad I had him when I moved and moved, went through the unknown.

Hope

Fantasize about your perfect future
Found it almost impossible to come true
Realized it was a mere fantasy
Bound to my imagination wishing they were true
Blurred my vision with lies
Lost in my thoughts
Words cannot describe i feel
Exhausted from trying so hard
Praying you got the job

Veterinary Science

When the topic comes up
Words
Flow,
Excitement
Takes over,
My smile is
Genuine.

When school is
Rough
It’s my
Motivation
Classes are difficult,
My passion is
ablaze,
My light at the end of the
Tunnel.

Every waking moment
I see my
Future.
Science,
A love for helping,
Animals

The possibilities of
Affecting
Lives
For the better
The wish
To influence
The community
Reaching even further,
The wellness of all my
Future
Clients
Always being there for those who need someone to
Lean on
Becoming Sherlock
Explaining the issue.

At the end of the day, I can come
Home
And think to myself

“I saved lives today.”

I am from

I am from the space wall that is above my bed.
From Brentwood Elementary & my Nintendo switch

I am from a sweet, sometimes mad family
And from my architect and graphic design mom and dad

I am from the climbable trees at Brentwood park
Whose branches stretch out wide

I am from the fun game baseball
And the awesome rock music on my iPod

I am from my mean sister and my not-so-funny mom
And from my dad’s famous ribs and guacamole

I am from those moments when I get hurt and my sister checks on me

Words

I trail my pencil onto this lined parchment,
I press down slightly and draw symbols we
Have symbolized for our communication’s sake.
And I draw these symbols
For they, can sing more beautiful songs than I, they shall tell stories that never leave my lips
They tell secrets darker than the night sky
Words begin worlds,
Words delineate our futures.
Words do harm without ever leaving their place.

Words last. Words feel. Words connect.

Thoughts

Because I could not originate for Thought,
they did kindly originate for me.
Pause to originate, like Thought do.

How happy are Tricky notion!
Do notion make you shiver?
do they?

How happy are progressive cerebration!
Down, down, down into the darkness of the cerebration,
Gently they go – the chronic, the advanced, the forward-looking.

Reflection, however hard they try,
Will always be yellow.
Reflection are unhealthy. reflection are colored,
reflection are fearful, however.

Because I could not originate for Thought,
they did kindly originate for me.
Shuffle. shuffle, shuffle.

Ode to the Clothes

Ode to the clothes
They caught the food we dropped when we were 1
They were bought often for us cause we grew everyday when we were 5
They kept us warm when we were 9
They gained us the friends in school when we were 11
They covered the so called fat we hated when we were 13
They covered or wrists and thighs when we wanted no one to see them when we were 14
So
Ode to the clothes
As they have never left us when so many have